Swiftcurrent Creek Mirror

"Cutthroat." How odd, that name. Perhaps it was a warning to his character - either way, Njal would not trust him as readily as the others. He made a mental note, reminding himself to seek out Fox and perhaps this seedy character to figure out what was to be done about the situation. The other name was stored away as well, but with less interest. A yearling could be of use, but not a faulty one, as grim as that thought may have been. "Alright. I will find the others and meet with them, find their strengths. If they cannot fight, then they can heal those that do. Or hunt, since our numbers are greater."

That was that, then. Njal gave a brisk nod to Jace - signifying that he was done speaking with him. However, that wasn't quite true. "Thank you for the information. I will start my next patrol now - perhaps find the newest recruits and introduce myself." He took a few steps and paused, adding one final thought: "You did well in defending Bones, even if we lost her. Feel proud of your abilities Jace."